I Don't Understand
Oh Yay.
Saturday, 6/27/09
I woke up lying on the carpeted basement floor, and I was WAY too warm. I looked down and saw I was covered in a blanket... And... Harry? I tried to roll out from under him, but he was draped over me like a second blanket, and only pulled me closer when I moved. I was alerted to a pounding in my head, and I had a stomach ache. Wait. I only drank one bottle of beer, and a little bit of punch. How did I even get tipsy... Uhmmmkay? Crap. Mom. I can't have a hangover, I've never had a hangover before. She'll know I was drinking if I have a hangover. I strain my eyes to look around the room, and Louis is near my feet. I stretch my legs out as far as they can go, and kick him in the head. "OW! Five more minutes... Or ten..." And he rolls over. I kick him again, and he sighs. I think he's going to get up, but he just rolls away from me. Between my pounding headache and the extremely warm 160 pound male squishing me half to death, I was paralyzed. I squirmed and wiggled and pushed, but he couldn't be budged. I resorted to whispering in his ear, trying to tickle him, nothing worked. I sighed. This is a pain in the rear. Why is he on top of me in the first place. Didn't I fall asleep on the couch? Oh yeah. On his lap. Well that was stupid... I licked his cheek and his eyes popped open. "Ewwwww!" FINALLY "Harry get up I can't breathe" I might have exaggerated a bit there. He sighed, obviously frustrated to be awake. than groaned, "There are better ways to wake people. With words, with food, gentle shaking, a kiss..." He smirked, than frowned "But a lick?" I pushed him off of me and rolled over, trying to get up. Than I squealed as he pulled me back to him. Weirdo... He's so physical. This boy seriously needs a girl. "Harry I need to peeee" He sighed and let go of me. I stood up, than turned around "Just kidding." I smirked and started walking away. "Ohhhhh you better run! I'm gonna get you for that!" I screamed and booked it for the stairs. I made it to the top, opened the door, and headed for the foyer stairs. He was right on my heels. I got to my bedroom and shut the door behind me. I hurried to lock the door, but he caught up and turned the knob before I could. Now I really screamed. I wasn't sure if I was afraid playful or afraid bad, but this was definitely a scream-worthy moment. I ran to my bed and grabbed a sleeping Luna in an attempt to protect myself. He burst into my room and came at me with a determined look in his eyes and a ridiculous grin on his face. He's so weird. Than he stopped himself and looked around the room. Uhm, that was unexpected. Than he kind of shook his head and started towards me again. I squealed and tossed Luna at him. Wow I shouldn't have done that. But he caught her, set her on the floor, and she ran away barking. He tackled me, and I realized how utterly wrong this would look if somebody walked in right now. Ew. He leaned in and I turned my head away. Than he whispered in my ear "Are you ticklishhhh" Ohmygoodness noooooooo. I shook my head vigorously and kicked him off, than ran as fast as I possibly could out my open bedroom door, into the bathroom, and locked the door. Soon there was knocking heard from the other side "Daisy please come outtt!" I ignored him and reached into the medicine cabinet for Asprin. I took a gulp of water from the sink and swallowed two of the little pills. my head should stop pounding soon. I heard knocking from the door again, and turned on the shower. The knocking went away, and I shook my head. But now I actually do have to use the bathroom. I took care of... That, and than hopped in the shower for a few minutes. I didn't bother with soap or shampoo, just soaked in the warmth, shaved my legs, and came out feeling so much better. Thank you Jesus. Seriously though why are girls expected to shave in the first place. I wrapped my hair up in a towel, put on a fluffy robe, and peeked out the door. Coast clear! I grabbed my pile of dirty clothes and went to my bedroom. I dumped my dirty clothes in my hamper, and looked in the mirror. My hair's a tangled mess, and my face looks... dead. I brushed my hair out, flipped it a few times, and than put it up in a ponytail. It's just not cooperating today. I put on some eye makeup so I'd look at least half awake, put on some outfit, and looked at my reflexion. I love the outfit, but as far as my tired face... that's as good as it's going to get.
I walked downstairs and everybody was apparently trying to figure out what to make for brunch. They were all was still wearing what they had on last night. Perrie yelled "She awakes!" I mumbled my good-mornings, "I blame Harry." I fed the pompoms, started the coffee machine, and opened the fridge. Nothing looks good. Do I really have to make myself food... I groaned. Nope. I give up. I plopped in a chair, and Niall handed me a glass of water. I mumbled my thanks, and took a sip. Right now, even plain water tastes sooo good. "Do you have a pancake griddle?" Misty asked. "No clue. Go fish." I halfheartedly chuckled. She searched around the kitchen and eventually produced a waffle machine. She shrugged, grabbed a box of pancake mix, and started making a double batch. The coffee machine beeped and I poured myself a mug, than went to the refrigerator. Score! Mom has Almond Joy creamer in here! I think she went shopping the first week we lived here... I poured probably two tablespoons in, and sipped a big gulp. Oh yeah. Some days just NEED coffee in them. I sat down at the kitchen island and Cerena pulled up a chair next to me. I was now in a much better mood than before. Coffee works wonders. I smiled at her, and she smiled back. The waffle machine beeped, and Misty flipped the giant waffle onto a plate, than went over to the fridge, and grabbed a quart of blueberries and a can of whipped cream. Eleanor and Perrie eyed the waffle. Misty topped it with whipped cream and berries, than called out "Who's first?" The 'vultures' swooped in. But Perrie was way ahead of them. She grabbed the plate, thanked Misty, got two forks, and linked arms with Eleanor. They skipped outside to the patio together. Niall looked offended. "That was totally mine!" He sulked. I reached over the island and ruffled his hair "Ladies first. Are you calling yourself a lady?" Everybody chuckled. Even Niall. El came back and poured herself a cup of black coffee, than grabbed the plate Misty had JUST finished, got two forks, and went back outside. Niall's hands were still reaching for where the waffle was. His jaw dropped. I chuckled. But what is it with the two forks thing? I looked out the window, and she motioned for me to come outside. I grabbed Cerena and we slid out the door. I sat down next to her, and she handed each Cerena and I the waffle "Pez and I are sharing, and I didn't think you could finish a whole one yourself, either. You're welcome." I shook my head and giggled. She's too funny. Cerena and I dug in, and one by one we were joined by the boys, and than the rest of my family, and lastly, Misty. They all had waffles. Some of them were sharing with each other, like us girls. The puppies found their way out the doggy door all by themselves, and I was so proud of them. Dad checked the chicken coop like he must have been every morning, and triumphantly held up three eggs! He went to put them in the fridge, and I ate the last bite of the waffle. Cerena playfully glared at me, and commenced to lick the plate. I laughed with her, She's adorably ridiculous. I thanked Misty thoroughly, noting that she and Liam 'accidentally' ended up sharing a waffle. Hmm.
I woke up lying on the carpeted basement floor, and I was WAY too warm. I looked down and saw I was covered in a blanket... And... Harry? I tried to roll out from under him, but he was draped over me like a second blanket, and only pulled me closer when I moved. I was alerted to a pounding in my head, and I had a stomach ache. Wait. I only drank one bottle of beer, and a little bit of punch. How did I even get tipsy... Uhmmmkay? Crap. Mom. I can't have a hangover, I've never had a hangover before. She'll know I was drinking if I have a hangover. I strain my eyes to look around the room, and Louis is near my feet. I stretch my legs out as far as they can go, and kick him in the head. "OW! Five more minutes... Or ten..." And he rolls over. I kick him again, and he sighs. I think he's going to get up, but he just rolls away from me. Between my pounding headache and the extremely warm 160 pound male squishing me half to death, I was paralyzed. I squirmed and wiggled and pushed, but he couldn't be budged. I resorted to whispering in his ear, trying to tickle him, nothing worked. I sighed. This is a pain in the rear. Why is he on top of me in the first place. Didn't I fall asleep on the couch? Oh yeah. On his lap. Well that was stupid... I licked his cheek and his eyes popped open. "Ewwwww!" FINALLY "Harry get up I can't breathe" I might have exaggerated a bit there. He sighed, obviously frustrated to be awake. than groaned, "There are better ways to wake people. With words, with food, gentle shaking, a kiss..." He smirked, than frowned "But a lick?" I pushed him off of me and rolled over, trying to get up. Than I squealed as he pulled me back to him. Weirdo... He's so physical. This boy seriously needs a girl. "Harry I need to peeee" He sighed and let go of me. I stood up, than turned around "Just kidding." I smirked and started walking away. "Ohhhhh you better run! I'm gonna get you for that!" I screamed and booked it for the stairs. I made it to the top, opened the door, and headed for the foyer stairs. He was right on my heels. I got to my bedroom and shut the door behind me. I hurried to lock the door, but he caught up and turned the knob before I could. Now I really screamed. I wasn't sure if I was afraid playful or afraid bad, but this was definitely a scream-worthy moment. I ran to my bed and grabbed a sleeping Luna in an attempt to protect myself. He burst into my room and came at me with a determined look in his eyes and a ridiculous grin on his face. He's so weird. Than he stopped himself and looked around the room. Uhm, that was unexpected. Than he kind of shook his head and started towards me again. I squealed and tossed Luna at him. Wow I shouldn't have done that. But he caught her, set her on the floor, and she ran away barking. He tackled me, and I realized how utterly wrong this would look if somebody walked in right now. Ew. He leaned in and I turned my head away. Than he whispered in my ear "Are you ticklishhhh" Ohmygoodness noooooooo. I shook my head vigorously and kicked him off, than ran as fast as I possibly could out my open bedroom door, into the bathroom, and locked the door. Soon there was knocking heard from the other side "Daisy please come outtt!" I ignored him and reached into the medicine cabinet for Asprin. I took a gulp of water from the sink and swallowed two of the little pills. my head should stop pounding soon. I heard knocking from the door again, and turned on the shower. The knocking went away, and I shook my head. But now I actually do have to use the bathroom. I took care of... That, and than hopped in the shower for a few minutes. I didn't bother with soap or shampoo, just soaked in the warmth, shaved my legs, and came out feeling so much better. Thank you Jesus. Seriously though why are girls expected to shave in the first place. I wrapped my hair up in a towel, put on a fluffy robe, and peeked out the door. Coast clear! I grabbed my pile of dirty clothes and went to my bedroom. I dumped my dirty clothes in my hamper, and looked in the mirror. My hair's a tangled mess, and my face looks... dead. I brushed my hair out, flipped it a few times, and than put it up in a ponytail. It's just not cooperating today. I put on some eye makeup so I'd look at least half awake, put on some outfit, and looked at my reflexion. I love the outfit, but as far as my tired face... that's as good as it's going to get.
I walked downstairs and everybody was apparently trying to figure out what to make for brunch. They were all was still wearing what they had on last night. Perrie yelled "She awakes!" I mumbled my good-mornings, "I blame Harry." I fed the pompoms, started the coffee machine, and opened the fridge. Nothing looks good. Do I really have to make myself food... I groaned. Nope. I give up. I plopped in a chair, and Niall handed me a glass of water. I mumbled my thanks, and took a sip. Right now, even plain water tastes sooo good. "Do you have a pancake griddle?" Misty asked. "No clue. Go fish." I halfheartedly chuckled. She searched around the kitchen and eventually produced a waffle machine. She shrugged, grabbed a box of pancake mix, and started making a double batch. The coffee machine beeped and I poured myself a mug, than went to the refrigerator. Score! Mom has Almond Joy creamer in here! I think she went shopping the first week we lived here... I poured probably two tablespoons in, and sipped a big gulp. Oh yeah. Some days just NEED coffee in them. I sat down at the kitchen island and Cerena pulled up a chair next to me. I was now in a much better mood than before. Coffee works wonders. I smiled at her, and she smiled back. The waffle machine beeped, and Misty flipped the giant waffle onto a plate, than went over to the fridge, and grabbed a quart of blueberries and a can of whipped cream. Eleanor and Perrie eyed the waffle. Misty topped it with whipped cream and berries, than called out "Who's first?" The 'vultures' swooped in. But Perrie was way ahead of them. She grabbed the plate, thanked Misty, got two forks, and linked arms with Eleanor. They skipped outside to the patio together. Niall looked offended. "That was totally mine!" He sulked. I reached over the island and ruffled his hair "Ladies first. Are you calling yourself a lady?" Everybody chuckled. Even Niall. El came back and poured herself a cup of black coffee, than grabbed the plate Misty had JUST finished, got two forks, and went back outside. Niall's hands were still reaching for where the waffle was. His jaw dropped. I chuckled. But what is it with the two forks thing? I looked out the window, and she motioned for me to come outside. I grabbed Cerena and we slid out the door. I sat down next to her, and she handed each Cerena and I the waffle "Pez and I are sharing, and I didn't think you could finish a whole one yourself, either. You're welcome." I shook my head and giggled. She's too funny. Cerena and I dug in, and one by one we were joined by the boys, and than the rest of my family, and lastly, Misty. They all had waffles. Some of them were sharing with each other, like us girls. The puppies found their way out the doggy door all by themselves, and I was so proud of them. Dad checked the chicken coop like he must have been every morning, and triumphantly held up three eggs! He went to put them in the fridge, and I ate the last bite of the waffle. Cerena playfully glared at me, and commenced to lick the plate. I laughed with her, She's adorably ridiculous. I thanked Misty thoroughly, noting that she and Liam 'accidentally' ended up sharing a waffle. Hmm.
Notes
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